Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghetto

I dedicate to my world doug strugglers
I hope you with peace and all hustling
I'm busting, for niggas
Cause your my niggas on tha
Beground streets for stacking peeler
For the dealers, save back on teams
And underrestamate with who do
You get the and then get of the street
Ya'll remember, you'll never give the and the dope to me
Cause I give a shee to a nigga starvin
So we can fluss and blow hangin' with the warden
How many niggas on the quad who don't a fuck
struggls hiting licks out the hippieclub
I'm a homie out the hood who did something
So why are you
I'm in for ten years and I'll still
You me homie!
Or do you try to tell it to the
call you niggas
And try steel were they come from
I bring the front to all my homies out
Help a homie get on his feet, and all riding
Sange, and fange in this game, but it's
Be sure that you'll the power, and that's you
Never the neighbourhood were it started
The ghette south eight is my hood and my hearts the...

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I can't get out of

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I represent the southeast, of
Millenium muthafucka and kay-doo ya at
(one time) bring tha
Cause muthafuckas being talkin' for so
But now I'm down with the innerface clik and on
Give a were you're from nigga
And always represtentin
That is a fact I've lived in it
Now look at me, y'all can't rabbit
For all y'all talking that shit, I'm still strapping
I strapp ya?
Niggas all that hot capit
Niggas packin' in and it ain't happning
you think we're smacking
That road is steady packing
The of the ghetto slangin
And car
Nigga, I ain't
I was brought up in bitch
From the o.p's and all down to the
Even flat and even the lingwood is all hood
For the christ all driving is all hood
The

I get out of here

Ice
I got it up to my ghetto niggas
In the ghetto, bitch, looking ghetto licks
ghetto rich
Knowing that the steam in the flip the gang
Quick to get my turned on in my mama's name
This ghetto slang is some shit thatcan collage,
You ain't fucking this hustla with street knolledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the
Try to get by the
I'm making dollars out of cents
Got the big body benz, with the on it
A with no bills on it
Get ass on this, got to fill on, still want it
Baby, on it, and I can put the kill on it
You gotot strap a nigga lie a singer
Puting baby to sleep
And of your ring and you can catch me on banewick
Looking in a six
And some on my wrist
Now picture
You got to blow, cause to many out for mr. jackson's dope
Ya'll niggas got to go, to the

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I can't get out of



I get out of here

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Deathwall is the
the mic be light
As twice as shipp advice to my homies who me in te pine
Now the sale is hell but kids keep sending me
With laberty bell, so I can tell you about the half
And who got cow for riches, and bithces,
I'm making
I remember when I just to get with extensioncars
And we slanged by to see were my was
Started stealing out of my mama's
Now that she's
She lives my songs
And it hurts
I couldn't have treated her worse in the ghetto
And our womens into wideows
Sick to see my homie that I with, trade with, payed with, laughed with
in a casket.
To my we can reach the top
But you got a to get of the pop
If you see chance baby take it
I was the last in the world who thoiught I would make it
But look at me now, a six on the in greeze
Check the muthafucka stretts of the ghetto

Ghetto,
Ghetto.
I get out of here



I get out of here